(Verse 1) In the spring of fifty-eight, a light began to bloom, April tenth, a gentle soul stepped softly in the room. Cheri Lee, a name that carries kindness in its wake, With a heart that’s always giving for another’s sake. She moves with quiet elegance, a spirit full of light, Turning every shadow into something pure and bright. (Chorus) Oh, Cheri Lee, with hands of grace and art, You paint the love of Heaven on every reaching heart. A life defined by service, a soul so deep and true, The beauty of the Father shines out from inside you. You’re cherished by your family, by every friend you’ve known, In the garden of our lives, the seeds of love you’ve sown. (Verse 2) Your canvas is a witness to the glory you have seen, Brushes dipped in faith to paint the spaces in between. You use your gifts for Him, a humble, holy trade, Honoring the Master in every stroke you’ve made. But more than just the colors, it’s the character you show, A steady, driving purpose everywhere you go. (Bridge) You never seek the spotlight, yet you shine so very clear, Wiping away sorrow and casting out the fear. Admired for your strength and the way you choose to lead, Planting hope and mercy in every word and deed. (Chorus) Oh, Cheri Lee, with hands of grace and art, You paint the love of Heaven on every reaching heart. A life defined by service, a soul so deep and true, The beauty of the Father shines out from inside you. You’re cherished by your family, by every friend you’ve known, In the garden of our lives, the seeds of love you’ve sown. (Outro) So know that you are loved, today and evermore, By the family who adores you and the God whom you adore. Cheri Lee, our sister, our blessing, and our pride, With grace as your companion and the Spirit as your guide. Always loved. Always cherished. Cheri Lee.